Unbeknownst to him, Harry was leisurely walking in the countryside at this time, and it had been two days since he left Wudu Town, and there seemed to be no pursuers or anything like that, so it seemed that his punishment plan had not been exposed for the time being, so there was nothing to worry about. Along the way, there are stops and stops, delicious food, and fun are all gone, and Harry, who has a huge amount of money, does not take the money to heart, and 2100 gold coins are not too easy to use up at the moment.

There's another town in Harry's field of vision, and that's where it is today. Harry, who had no goal, inquired along the road and learned that Prontera, the largest trading city in the Empire, was in the middle of the Empire, and that it would take him about 10 days to reach it all the way north. It was populous and prosperous, the largest concentration of buying and selling markets in the country, and the economic center of the empire. Harry decided to try his luck there first, if he could find news of Nature's Dew. Then the imperial capital was not far to the northeast of Prontera, and as the capital of the empire, Harry was ready to try his luck there.

Found a room in the town, Harry left the burden in the room, took a few dozen gold coins and went out to find something to eat, the huge gold coins were thrown aside, probably because Harry didn't care about the look others must have thought that there was nothing valuable in the baggage, so it was Harry's luck that nothing happened.

It was dusk, and there were a lot of people in the tavern, so he found a seat to sit down, and Harry ordered some local snacks and dishes, and ate them. The three noble-looking people at the next table were talking about something at this time.

"Do you think that kid from the Keanes really dared to assassinate Zulkin?" one of them asked.

"Who knows, but I don't think I have the guts, after all, it is a capital crime for a commoner to kill a nobleman. Another fat man with a mouth full of oil shook his head and analyzed.

"I don't think so, the boy looked at Zulkin's eyes, tsk! I was scared when I watched from the side. He was definitely not afraid of death. You said that he was also talented, he was already an intermediate warrior at a young age, and if he was promoted to a level 8 warrior in time, Zurgin would be in big trouble in the future. A seemingly shrewd man at the far end did not agree with the fat man's statement.

"I think so too, so Zulkin is also a little uneasy, it is said that he wishes that the kid would come and assassinate him now, and he can find a reason to kill him..."

"Hmph! If you want me to say, those commoners who dare to offend our nobles should be hanged directly, and they will not be allowed a chance to retaliate. The laws of the Empire are too lenient for the commoners!" said the fat man indignantly.

"Cut, you haven't bought all the titles of nobility! There are still privileges in the real aristocratic family, otherwise you can have privileges by buying a nobleman casually, it would be too worthless! With an identity like ours, it's better not to be too arrogant. The shrewd nobleman admonished the fat man solemnly.

"Then Zurkin is also a bit of a background! Even if the Kean kid is directly arrested, I don't think anyone will dare to say anything. The fat man was obviously still a little jealous of him, but he still retorted unconvinced.

"We don't have anything to do with this, just watch it with peace of mind. Anyway, where has that kid from the Keane family been hiding lately? I haven't seen anyone in two days!"

"I don't know, I haven't seen him for a few days, if he didn't run away, he hid and prepared to take revenge! The fat man smiled a little gloatingly.

Harry listened to a rough idea while eating next to him, but the three of them didn't tell what kind of enmity the Keane family had with Zurkin for a long time, but it was not his business anyway, and if he didn't understand, he wouldn't understand, but Harry didn't bother to ask, and after eating, he got up and walked out of the tavern, ready to walk around the town and then go back to rest.

Walking beside a stable, Harry's mental power suddenly noticed something unusual. There was a hint of murder coming from the back of the stable, but it didn't seem to be coming at him. Feeling strange, Harry quietly walked around the stable, scouting carefully, a missile in his hand, ready to strike.

Behind the stable, a young boy of 15 or 6 years old was curled up in the grass and slept, and the murderous aura emanated from him. frowned, what is the reason for this child to have such a murderous aura? I can't even hide that I'm asleep.

Perhaps it was because of the loud movement when Harry approached, and the child, who was already extremely vigilant, suddenly woke up, saw Harry beside him, and did not say anything, jumped up and slashed at Harry's neck with a knife. The defenseless Harry couldn't dodge, so he could only subconsciously raise his left hand to block it.

There was a sharp blow to his left hand, and Harry, who was unsteady on his feet, was beaten in a heel fight. The boy didn't give up, and rushed over to continue attacking Harry.

A punch was struck at the ice shield, and the sudden appearance of the ice shield stunned the boy, and Harry took the opportunity to hit him in the foot with a hockey hockey technique, causing him to fall to the ground.

"Stop, stop, I was just passing by to get soy sauce, you kid is so unreasonable!" Harry quickly stopped the boy when he tried to get up and continue. He probably guessed that this kid was the kid from the Keane family that he was talking about in the tavern just now.

Looking at Harry suspiciously, although he stopped moving, his face was full of vigilance, staring at Harry without speaking, as if waiting for Harry to continue.

"Look, I'm an outsider, I have nothing to do with you, why do you attack me as soon as you come up. Irritated to him, Harry decided to make a fool of himself.

"You!" the boy finally spoke, "not from Zurkin?"

"Who is Zulkin?" Harry pretended to be at a loss, "Idiots will know him!" Xu was a little hurt by the kid just now, and Harry hurt him in his words.

Not caring about that, the boy seemed to sense that there was no hostility in Harry, and said no more, turning to leave.

"Hey!wait!" Harry called out to him.

Turning around, the boy looked at Harry with a blank face, waiting for Harry to speak.

"I punched you up for no reason, and it hurts!" Harry looked at his left hand with an exaggerated expression, "You hurt me, you must make amends!"

"No money!" said neatly. "There is only one life, but this life cannot be given to you!"

"......," a few black lines hung down Harry's forehead, "what do I want your life for, who am I going to ask for money when you die." ”

"After tomorrow, whatever you want!"

"It's okay to wait tomorrow, but can you come up with the money tomorrow?"

Shaking his head, the child slowly spat out a sentence: "If I were still alive, this life would be given to you!"

"That's not going to work," Harry's head shook like a rattle, "I don't think you have a few taels of meat, can you get a few bucks?

"It's none of your business!"

"Originally, it was none of my business, but now that I am your creditor, it is none of my business, and I must ensure your personal safety in order to protect my interests. Harry patted his chest.

"I'm going to kill someone!"

"It's fun to kill, count me in!" Harry leaned in with a playful smile.

It seemed that Harry had made him a little dizzy, and the boy was speechless.

"Look, if you can't kill you, I can help you, and even if we can't, we'll run away. Then next time I will kill it, and I will kill it until it is successful, how about it?" Not knowing how, Harry couldn't help but want to help the kid.

"Thank you!" the boy bowed to Harry sincerely, "It's my own business. ”

Looking at the kid in amazement, how could his delicate disguise be seen through at once, and whether his performance was too unsuccessful?

"Do you want to owe money and not pay it back?" Harry continued to play tricks, ignoring the fact that the kid had already seen through his attempts.

Not knowing how to answer Harry, the kid simply didn't speak. Harry, who really couldn't help it, spit out a sentence softly: "Have you heard this?

"How do you know?" the kid was a little surprised.

"It's all written on your face, who doesn't know!" Harry wrote a silly look on his face.

"But I can't wait that long, ten years! I don't know if I'll live another ten years. ”

"So have you ever heard such a saying, when the road is uneven, draw a knife to help!"

“......”

"What's your name?"

"Kiru! Kiru Keane!"

"Tell me what's going on, if you want revenge, at least give me a reason first. Harry saw that the boy was a little hesitant, and quickly stepped up.

Perhaps it was because of the pressure of his hatred, or perhaps it was Harry's sincerity that moved him, and the boy finally began to tell the story of the story.